Tiku akp

I Don't Want To Know Poem by Tiku akp

No, I don’t want to knowAbout the front page news; The rape of my sister by her boss; The castration of the social workerBy his fleeing wife; The beheading of the son of The farmer at the door of rain god; Or, my wife’s adventure with The servant in the forest bungalow; No, I don’t want to know.The child bomb let loose by the terrorists; The hot iron burning the vaginas in the camps; Tearing of wombs of womenGoing to rallies for emancipation; The dumping of my daughterIn a drain, her virginity and kidneys stolen; No, I don’t want to know.The names written in bloodAt the walls of the hotels; About the heart rending criesOf the old men, begging for life; About the dark skeletonsPicking puffed rice in the drains; Yes, I know; But I don’t want to know.